Chapter 1 Pregnant
Six weeks pregnant.
Shellshocked, I was riveted to the spot by the three words that appeared on my ultrasound report. It only happened once! How did I get pregnant?
What should I do now?
Should I tell Ashton about this? Will he refuse to divorce me because of this? Nah, I doubt it! He’ll probably think that I’m shamelessly using this child to blackmail him.
Suppressing the frustration that was rooted in my heart, I stuffed the ultrasound report into my bag as I made my way out of the hospital.
There was a Maybach waiting outside the hospital with one of its windows rolled down by a fraction. An attractive man with a frosty expression could be vaguely seen sitting at the driver’s seat.
A handsome man in a luxury car would undoubtedly garner the attention of many passersby.
Ashton Fuller was the epitome of wealth and good looks. I had long grown used to the curious gazes of the passersby after so many years. Ignoring them, I slid into the front passenger seat.
When the man who was resting with his eyes closed felt a slight movement, an indistinct frown settled between his brows. Without opening his eyes, he asked in a deep voice, “Has everything been settled?”
“Yes!” I nodded as I passed the contract signed with the hospital to him, uttering, “Dr. Ludwick told me to send his greetings to you.” I had intended to sign the contract alone at the hospital today, but I ran into Ashton on my way here. For a reason unknown to me, he offered to drive me here, saying that it was on his way.
“You’ll be in charge of the case.” Ashton had always been a man of few words. He didn’t take the contract; instead, he gave me these instructions in a perfunctory manner before he started the car engine.
I nodded and kept silent.
Obeying him and carrying out his orders seemed to be the only two things that I knew how to do.
The car drove toward the city center. It was already evening now, so I was confused as to where he was headed if not back to the villa. Although I felt puzzled, I never took the initiative to ask him anything. I simply remained silent.
The ultrasound report was at the forefront of my mind, but I didn’t know how to broach the topic with him. Caught in a dilemma, I peeked at him from the corner of my eye. As usual, he exuded a cold and distant aura, his sharp and ruthless gaze focused straight ahead.
“Ashton!” I blurted out. My palms grew a little clammy as I clutched my bag; it was probably due to my fraying nerves.
“Speak.” This single syllable was barked out without a trace of emotion.
He had always treated me like this anyway. After a good few seconds, the tension gradually left my body as I calmed my nerves. Taking a deep breath, I announced, “I’m…” Pregnant.
